A battle where both sides are eager to engage is like love—it's bound to create the most intense sparks.
Leaping into the air, Faye Yardley brought her long saber down directly toward the large Stingerpillar's weak spot.
The bug looked soft and squishy, but its bristling spines were surprisingly hard, striking her saber with a shower of sparks.
She raised an eyebrow. 'Of course. The system wouldn't spawn a boss that could be killed in one hit.'
'How annoying!'
Its body was protected by sharp spines, and the saliva it spat was not only viscous but also corrosive.
'Is this disgusting thing what my super-high Luck Value gets me?'
Even in the middle of the fight, Faye couldn't help but snark internally for a moment.
The Stingerpillar's body was unnaturally flexible, moving like a snake.
It whipped its tail, using the rear half of its torso as a weapon to sweep toward Faye.
